Chemical Kid (Rewrite)

Mission

Evie was, unfortunately, sitting in the middle of chemistry class. She was daydreaming that a meteor would crash into the classroom so she wouldn't have to keep listening to isotopes or compounds or tiny numbers in the corners of letters in all caps. She felt her phone buzz in her pocket and glanced at it quickly.

Hello Evie, we have a mission tonight if you would like to join us. It's a recon mission so it's unlikely you'll be put in danger.

Evie groaned as quietly as possible, slouching in her chair, which earned her some odd looks from her classmates surrounding her.

I have a feeling the 'unlikely you'll be put in danger' part is a big fat lie but ya know.

Gives her a chance to say I told you so if it was a lie.

Fair enough.

She pulled her phone out of her pocket and typed quickly while her teacher had his back turned.

Sure Kaldur, what time do I need to be there? I'm currently in school.

She shoved it back into her pocket and attempted, key word attempted, to understand anything that was on the board. It was all just a jumble of letters, numbers, and lines to her; and why they needed to be balanced was beyond her. And believe me, she definitely tried her hardest, and yet was still barely passing. She hoped and prayed one day her teacher would just tell her to write a research paper on something, like why Scarlet Witch is the best and strongest Avenger, but knew that would never happen.

She felt her phone buzz in her pocket which snapped her out of thoughts, pulling it out it was no one else but Kaldur.

Around 8:30 PST. If you're a little late that is fine, I understand school duties are important.

Evie heard a voice clear its throat and she looked up, of course her teacher spotted her not paying. His hand was extended, expecting the phone to go in it. Evie slapped it into his hand, upset that she no longer had a way to send Kaldur a snarky remark or bother her dad.

"You can get it back at the end of the day." He said, going back to the whiteboard, throwing the phone into one of the drawers in his desk.

Dear Lord that better have not cracked the screen.

The bell rang in Evie's last class and she sprinted to the Chemistry classroom to grab her phone back. She slammed open the door and looked at her teacher, who still had students in his class.

"I have work, can I have my phone back?" Evie said.

Her teacher, upset that Evie once again interrupted his class, silently grabbed her phone from the drawer and handed it to her. Evie inspected the screen, no cracks to be seen, then ran out of the room and out of the school.

She turned on her phone, and just as she expected, no notifications. She texted Kaldur as she walked down the sidewalk.

I'll be there around 8:30. What exactly is this mission?

As she crossed the street she felt her phone buzz in her pocket. "Maybe if I text while crossing the street I'll get hit by a car and I won't have to go on the mission." Evie mumbled to herself. But in reality she didn't want to go to the hospital, they might stick her with a needle and that's even worse than getting hit by a car.

She hopped onto the sidewalk and grabbed her phone out of her pocket.

Reconnaissance, we are going to Gotham to gather intel on a possible drug ring.